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Is This Really A Game? - Chapter 173

Published at 20th of May 2023 12:59:26 PM


Chapter 173

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The Cowboy Club.

Quit Smoking: "Have you seen the updated content on the official website! The background stories of the three major forces have all been updated!"

Tomorrow Seeker: "I saw it a long time ago, and the group has discussed it for a while."

Scrambled Eggs: "It is said that there are three big map forces before the internal test, and the map of the regional force 'Boulder City' has not been opened. It is reasonable to suspect that more powerful forces will come out after the public test."

WC Really Has Mosquitoes: "It's small, the layout is small, wait for the 8.0 version manager to burn down the shelter, can't it be washed back with two expansion packs?"

8th Level Gale: "It is forbidden to play old tricks."

Badass Bunny: "Speaking of which, an NPC of the academy faction was suddenly added to the shelter this time. Is it intended to open up the function of implanting prosthetic bodies?"

Tomorrow Seeker: "It's hard to say. I checked it online just now. The newly added NPC does not have the function of selling prosthetic bodies. No matter what you say to him, it can only trigger a dialogue asking if you want to have surgery."

Get Up Ten Times A Night: "+1, I also tried it just now, if I annoy him, he will ask you if you want to see the brain. Sure enough, Yuki is the cutest.٩(˘◡˘)۶"

WC Really Has Mosquitoes: "Why Yuki, don't you think the proprietress' stammering and cursing is also cute?"

8th Level Gale: "I never thought that a small game group could gather two types of metamorphosis at the same time."

Tomorrow Seeker: "In short, although the NPC that can perform the surgery has been updated, Gale still has to pay attention. The surgery fee for reinstalling the implanted prosthesis is 50 silver coins. And this is still in the case of no damage. The maintenance of the mechanical prosthesis there is an additional charge."

Get Up Ten Times A Night: "Tell me, Brother Light will arrange a plot kill to test whether there is a bug in the reinstallation function of the implanted prosthetic body. (¬‿¬)"

Badass Bunny: "Huh? Your angle is quite novel... It's true, or why did you suddenly let Gale prostitute an arm for nothing."

8th Level Gale: "F*ck, don't do this! ಥ_ಥ"

Tomorrow Seeker: "Ahem, okay, okay, don't scare Brother Gale so much that you dare not go out."

Quit Smoking: "Hahahaha!"

...

Shelter B2 floor.

Tom was sitting in the cafeteria eating.

Today's food is fried rice with shredded corn and pork. It tastes very delicious. It is probably the most delicious food he has eaten in the past six months.

The only fly in the ointment is that he is surrounded by a circle of people.

These people looked at him curiously like they were watching monkeys in an ecological park, as if doing so would do them any good.

Thinking of the Manager telling him to ignore them and that it would be fine in two days, Tom didn't take it to heart, and only thought that these aborigines who had never seen the world heard about the academy for the first time.

After a quick meal, he sent the dinner plate to the dining cart, where there is an automatic cleaner that will remove food residues and oil stains, and use ultraviolet rays to sterilize and sterilize.

Tom thought that he had nothing to do, so he turned a corner and went to the shower room in the public area.

The showers here are separated by gender, and there is a fee to use them. Lucius gave him 10 silver coins per day, which is enough for him to live normally in the shelter.

However, something that made him unbearable soon happened. These stalkers not only wanted to watch him eat, but also wanted to watch him take a bath!

What the hell!

Don't they have anything to do?

"Enough, let me see you follow, I will remember every face of your, and promise to attach this face to your buttocks next time I use the knife! I swear I can do it!"

This is the sentence Lucius taught him.

Said it was for self-defense.

If someone continued to stalk and harass him, as long as he said this sentence, they would immediately disperse. But try not to use it too frequently, it is best to use it only once a day, otherwise, it will not work if you use it too much.

Tom reckoned that this sentence was probably some kind of ugly curse, but the syllable was really long enough, if not for his good memory, he might not be able to remember it.

However, what Tom didn't know was that after those players left, they went to the forum to program him.

"This new NPC is a bit awesome! He can connect our head to our ass!"

"Damn it, how much hatred?"

"According to my statistics, the conversation will be triggered after 31 minutes and 71 seconds of tracking."

"Speaking of which, what kind of experience is it like to have a head on butt?"

"Emmm... want to try?"

Shelter B1 floor.

Now the number of players has reached 500, and the hall is always coming in and out. In order to prevent the players from secretly playing with his computer, Lucius moved all his things to the empty room next door.

After asking the carpenter to order a set of simple-style solid wood furniture, he transformed it into his own "Manager's Office".

After all, NPCs also need a little privacy.

Always letting the players watch, Lucius felt strange and uncomfortable.

"I'm really fed up! Don't your residents have anything else to do? No matter what I do, they all follow behind, and then look at me pointing, no manners at all!" Walked into the Manager Office, Tom complained to Lucius with a broken face.

"Don't get excited, this is their way of expressing their enthusiasm. It will be over in two days... Do you want a glass of milk?" Lucius gently touched the electric kettle on the corner of the table with his index finger, which contained hot milk.

"Thank you, please bring me a cup... By the way, do you have capsule coffee here? Or freeze-dried coffee, I'm not very picky."

"No," Lucius picked up a disposable paper cup, poured him a glass of milk, and handed it to him. "The conditions here are a bit difficult. We are in the early stages of our business. Please understand."

After taking a cup of hot milk from Lucius, Tom held the cup in his hand, and after taking a sip, he felt a little more comfortable.

In fact, the life here is quite good, at least much better than the days he spent on the way to escape.

Once he accepted this setting, he found that moving in was actually not as bad as he thought.

There are almost all advantages here, but there are too few people who can talk.

"It's unbelievable to say, your refuge number is three digits, so it's not so short of funds."

"Does this have anything to do with the serial number?" Lucius asked casually.

Tom nodded and said.

"Of course, there will be one point. Generally speaking, shelters with single-digit numbers usually have higher funds than shelters with two-digit numbers, and shelters with two-digit numbers are higher than three-digit shelters. As for four-digit and five-digit shelters, The number of shelters and the private shelters without a number are usually poorly funded, and some have not even achieved a full cycle, only a half cycle.”

As a D-rank prospector, he knows this all too well.

Those priceless good things are usually found in the shelters with three-digit and two-digit numbers, and those four-digit or five-digit shelters can usually find some remaining resources. Most of the supplies were consumed by the survivors living there decades ago.

Lucius, staring at the computer screen, raised his head.

"Hearing you say that, I'm starting to wonder what happened at the end of the Prosperous Era."

The numbers are all up to five digits, not counting those who didn't get the numbers.

How many shelters did the People's Federation build in the last few years?

While Lucius was feeling emotional, he manipulated the mouse skillfully, and threw a few nuclear bombs that he had built after holding back for several rounds to the house of his neighbor, old man.

There are no good games to play recently, so he can only download "Savage 6" to study again.

Of course, the main purpose is to collect materials.

Hearing Lucius's words, Tom showed a helpless expression on his face.

"This is something we've been investigating as well, and the war seems to have happened all of a sudden, without warning."

Lucius: "Is there no one who survived that era?"

Tom: "Yes, and there are many. In the academy, there are even old popsicles that have been frozen in dormancy from that era to the present, but they can't tell what happened, they just keep asking when we can go home... It is speculated that part of the information should be controlled, or the People's Federation itself did not expect the war to break out, otherwise the number of shelters may be even higher."

Lucius gave him a strange look: "This sounds contradictory. Even if the information is controlled, no one is confused about these nearly 10,000 shelters?"

Tom made a helpless expression.

"You have to understand the background of the times. After entering the era of prosperity, wars have not broken out on this planet for a long time. The crises we envisage include unexpected sunspot activity, the impact of lunar development on tidal effects, and excessive urban expansion. The ecological crisis, and even the third type of contact with extraterrestrial civilizations...but I never thought that one day in the future, we will do stupid things that we haven't done for a long time again."

After a pause, he continued.

"In addition, there is a limit to the information that the human brain can process every day. When you are in an era of information explosion, there are millions or even hundreds of millions of things that are more worthy of attention. This feeling is like... ..."

"In a cocoon?"

"That's right, that's the feeling. It seems that you understand it quite well." Tom glanced at Lucius unexpectedly, "Speaking of which, I've always wanted to ask... what kind of shelter do you belong to? Frozen dormancy? Or the community type?"

Lucius's eyes were a little erratic, and he answered ambiguously.

"I don't think so. It's better not to delve too deeply into this issue."

Seeing that Lucius didn't intend to discuss this issue with himself, Tom shrugged helplessly.

"Okay... Then you continue to work, I will go back to my room to rest."

Putting his attention back on collecting materials, Lucius casually said something.

"Go ahead and close the door for me."

Prolonging the tone, Tom imitated the tone of other people here.

"Obey—"

"Dear Master Manager."

...

Next morning.

Starwood Farm.

Old Luka came to the refugee camp early in the morning, found Lex, the person in charge here, looked at him and said.

"We need 30 young and middle-aged laborers who can work. We will pay them a salary of 2 silver coins per day and three meals a day."

Although the refugee camp also had meals, the kind of porridge was so starving that it wouldn't make them eat well.

Yesterday the farmer hired a butcher from them. It is said that not only did he live in a heated house, but he also fed the meat every meal.

They are willing to do this kind of fairy life even if there is no salary, let alone two silver coins.

Lex didn't think much, and immediately nodded in agreement.

However, out of responsibility to those who trusted him, he still asked one more question.

"No problem, what is the specific job? Are there any specific requirements?"

Old Luka spoke, "There is no requirement, as long as you have strength, you can do heavy work. My Lord plan to build a cement factory in the south to produce cement for building houses and roads. In addition, we also need some people to clean up the land from Starwood Farm to The obstacles along the wetland park, and transport the recyclables to the designated location for disposal. I will arrange the specific work for them, and you don’t need to worry about this.”

Hearing that it was not a dangerous job, Lex said with a sigh of relief.

"Give me ten minutes, and I'll find the person you want."

Old Luka nodded and said.

"Well, when everyone is ready, you can take them to the east gate to gather, and I will wait for you there."

After receiving the task, Lex didn't procrastinate, and quickly found his younger brother Penny, and asked him to select 30 young and middle-aged men who could do heavy work from the camp, and led them to the east gate to gather.

When Penny led his people to the east gate, there were already about twenty people gathered there.

Seeing those people, many refugees including Penny, showed a hint of anger and fear on their faces.

"They are from the Legion."

"Really?"

"It's absolutely unmistakable. Look at their noses...the people in the legion have a bump in the middle of the bridge of their noses. These people are at least from ten commanders."

"These guys!"

As for the prisoners of war of the legion, they felt baffled by the hostile and fearful attitude of the refugees, and they all had confused expressions on their faces.

They can be sure that they are meeting these people for the first time. Why does it feel like we kill their father?

Noticing the commotion of the refugee group, Wrench walked up to the crowd and raised his voice.

"On our territory, as long as he works, he can be respected, regardless of his status as a free man or a prisoner of war. No matter what hatred you have before, you have to abide by our rules and violate our laws here, no matter who he is, we will never tolerate anyone."

The refugees were silent.

They have already seen that these twenty or so legion commanders are all captives of the manager. To be able to capture more than 20 legion commanders... at least to say, at least two centuries, or even a thousand troops must be wiped out.

And this kind of annihilation has to be an overwhelming victory, completely disintegrating the opponent's will to fight, making the opponent throw away their weapons and give up resistance.

If it was an evenly matched battle, it would not be so easy for the legionnaires to succumb.

The power of the survivors here is probably stronger than they imagined!

Penny who was standing in front of the labor team, was only thankful at the moment that there was no conflict between the two sides that night.

Even the Legion lost to these people.

He couldn't even imagine that he had a slight chance of winning, or the reason why he might win...





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